I Smell Doughnuts
Way back in the goodle days, before there was a 440, to get to the Nashville airport from Brentwood, we had to take 65 to Thompson Lane and go that way to the airport.
When I was a small kid, my dad made fairly frequent trips to the airport as a passenger and because he would often mail his radio show tapes out from the main post office there next to the old terminal. It was not unusual to go late at night on those Post Office runs.
The ultimate treat back then was the times we got to stop at the old, Krispy Kreme place there on the corner of Thompson Lane and Nolensville Rd. Of course, you get to the KK AFTER you’ve gone through that old, narrow tunnel and honked…
I never go to that part of town anymore, but, happened to be over that way Friday night. I was glad to see they kept the old sign when they built the new building. That sight right there gives me the warm fuzzies.
I always wanted to play in that cool park there across the street. We’d pass there and I would think that would be the COOLEST playground to play on. I never once went through that slide with the tunnel or rode that merry-go-round. Deprived child.
Great story. I loved it!:)
The sad thing about KK, is that it isn’t our taste buds being worn out over the years, it isn’t our experiences in life making the taste of a ‘fresh off the conveyor doughnut’ different…. it is that the darn things just aren’t nearly as good as they were 20-30 years ago….
But I still like em!!
Jerald
I played softball at the field at that park circa 1983. I went to school and Church there at the SE Catholic up the road…the sistas at school sometimes would walk us down there to play as a treat…saw my first broken arm their…gotta love monkey bars!
Ate many a dozen KK’s from that store…wish we had some KK’s closer to where I live now.
That park is in the middle of a facelift!
Man… I loooooove Krispy Kreme. I live right down the road from that location and I ALWAYS have to fight the urge to go over there. Growing up in South Georgia, we didn’t have KK readily available. I once drove 3 hours to Jacksonville, Florida with some friends just so I could eat donuts and watch the sunrise.